Gao Zhenghe looked at the five people bowing their heads and saying nothing, and naturally knew that they were still somewhat dissatisfied in their hearts, but this had nothing to do with him.

The tolerance given to them by the school has been exhausted, and if they do some stupid things because of their own greed, they will not blame South China Wuda for being ruthless.

For Zhu Ziwen to become the heir to the mantle of Wan Lao, Gao Zhenghe only warned with kind words, if this caused the tragedy of the ancient Kowloon to seize the heir, it would really not be worth it.

Don't look at the age when the Five Heavenly Kings are only senior students, their hearts are far beyond ordinary people.

"If Lin Xiaoqiang can't be on the list of this martial arts competition, no one from South China Wuhan University will be able to participate. ”

"Whether or not you participate or not, the school will carefully consider it. ”

Gao Zhenghe still recognizes the strength of these people, and the only thing that makes people regret is that their hearts are not right, and they can sacrifice anyone for their own selfishness.

These five heavenly kings are not the most troublesome for him, and what troubles him the most now is the crowd gathered outside.

South China Wuhan University students are also well-known for their love of eating melons, and even Gao Zhenghe sometimes wonders whether those admissions tutors give priority to students who love to eat melons.

When Gao Zhenghe walked down the second floor, the students below were all like sparrows, chattering one by one.

The South China Martial Arts Hall seemed to have become a press conference, and the students below opened their throats and asked, as if they were afraid that Gao Zhenghe would not be deaf.

Looking at the noisy crowd, Gao Zhenghe sighed helplessly, raised his hand and signaled the group of melon-eating students to calm down.

Gao Zhenghe also replied to several questions they were concerned about.

"It's true that Lin Xiaoqiang won, and now he has a slight injury and needs to be taken away by his mentor to recuperate!"

"On the list of this martial arts competition, Lin Xiaoqiang naturally has the strength to be on it, and the remaining four places will be contested as usual, and the winner can enter. ”

Compared with Lin Xiaoqiang's injury, they care more about the list of martial arts competitions this time, you must know that in previous years, the Five Heavenly Kings directly participated, and no one signed up.

"This time, the Five Heavenly Kings may not necessarily participate in the Martial Arts Competition!"

Gao Zhenghe's last sentence was as shocking as a depth charge, which doesn't mean that the senior students who have been suppressed, and even freshmen like Su Qiaoer and Wang Dang are likely to participate in the martial arts competition.

Although the battle with Zhu Ziwen made Lin Xiaoqiang famous, he vaguely became a big brother-like existence in South China Wuda, and the status of the Five Heavenly Kings seemed to have plummeted, and no one would discuss them anymore.

In the school forum, there are more lists of martial arts competitions and Lin Xiaoqiang, who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Who would have thought that a fierce man who can be called the number one in the whole school, looks like an ordinary person, and this clumsiness is too hidden.

More people think that Lin Xiaoqiang is low-key and does not love vanity. After all, at this age, whoever wants to be a man with his head down wants to walk on the road with his head held high.

The people who insulted Lin Xiaoqiang in the past felt that the world was so gentle, and they were glad that Lin Xiaoqiang had a good temper, so he didn't kill them on the spot.

Lin Xiaoqiang, who loves to pretend to be 13 on weekdays, can't make a shining debut when he is in the limelight.

At this time, Lin Xiaoqiang was soaked in a milky white liquid, and his body became hot due to the side effects of forcibly using the martial god body, and blood was boiling in his body.

If it weren't for Su Luan taking a century-old chalcedony from the school resources in time to suppress Lin Xiaoqiang's body temperature, Lin Xiaoqiang would probably be a pile of ashes.

This gram of centennial chalcedony is twice as expensive as the same weight of gold, and the entire South China Wuhan University only stores about forty kilograms of centennial chalcedony.

Su Luan tried to add other medicinal materials to the hundred-year-old chalcedony, most of which were used to sacrifice to the heavens in the Martial God Chapter, otherwise according to the speed at which the hundred-year-old chalcedony was devoured by Lin Xiaoqiang's body, these hundred-year-old chalcedony would not be enough.

What puzzled Su Luan was that Lin Xiaoqiang's breath was very stable, but his realm was uncertain, falling from an eighth-grade martial artist to a third-grade, and after absorbing a top-grade medicinal herb, Qilin Grass, he climbed to the seventh-rank realm.

Lin Xiaoqiang's strength will fall to a realm in about half an hour, and only by constantly taking the four-grade herbs can he maintain Lin Xiaoqiang's current four-grade realm, Su Luan has tried the five-grade herbs but only half of the realm has improved.

At present, Lin Xiaoqiang's life is not in any danger, Su Luan is extremely worried about the future of his martial arts, if an eighth-rank martial artist who is less than twenty years old stops here, this kind of result is not what anyone wants to see.

Just like Tongwen Mountain's amazing and glamorous people, in this life, they were instinctively expected to climb the highest mountain in the martial arts, but they were helplessly left behind by fate under the nine-rank martial artists.

Lin Xiaoqiang's most self-righteous body also had loopholes, scarlet blood continued to seep out of the pores, and the white hundred-year-old chalcedony was also dyed with a layer of hideous and terrifying scarlet.

What is shocking is that after Lin Xiaoqiang's blood flows out, as long as it comes into contact with the aura, it will turn green like the blood of a demon beast.

And Lin Xiaoqiang didn't react to these in the slightest, as if he was falling asleep, and from the corners of his mouth, he could imagine what kind of dream this kid was having.

"I can only gamble!"

Su Luan took out a two-finger-wide piece of golden scales from the space ring, and the lines on the scales were extremely similar to the lines on the martial god's body that Lin Xiaoqiang had cast, more like a small part of it.

Lin Xiaoqiang's current body reaction is too weird, and even Su Luan has no choice. Su Luan had only tried to introduce the four halos into the spirit platform before, but he sensed that something was wrong and gave up early, but Lin Xiaoqiang forcibly used the martial god body.

This made her a little clueless, the Martial God Chapter was obtained from the hands of demon beasts of another dimension, and many strange places were difficult to explain.

Su Luan spent countless heavenly and earthly treasures to pull Lin Xiaoqiang back from the Ghost Gate, and if he wanted to keep Lin Xiaoqiang's martial arts, he could only rely on the scale he grabbed with the Martial God Chapter to try it.

It's really not good, Lin Xiaoqiang will take the turtle defense route in the future, maybe he can go out of another way, and it may not be possible.

Like Lin Xiaoqiang, who was asleep, he was in a warm and comfortable dream at this time.

He dreamed of his parents, who had left early in his previous life, and he snuggled up to his mother's arms as he had done when he was a child, while his mother held him and gently hummed a childhood nursery rhyme in his sleep.

With his mother's soft humming, Lin Xiaoqiang wanted to fall asleep more and more, wanting to fall asleep again.

"Ding! The system prompts the host to not take external damage and cannot gain experience points!"

"Ding! The system prompts that the host martial artist realm is falling!"

"Damn!"

Lin Xiaoqiang scolded angrily and woke up from his mother's arms, and his dream was shattered in an instant.